Tuesday, May 29, 2012

I cut the top off a beer bottle, ground the sharp edges, and
filled it withphthalate free bacon scented soy wax and topped it with a lead
free wick.

Why?

I like
candles.

Husband
likes beer.

Blitzkrieg
likes bacon.

I floated the idea of a bacon candle to my foodie
friends during a Monday Foodies Nite In Twitter chat (Join us! Please?) They went bonkers for it. No
surprise there because bacon always comes up during the chat no matter what the
weekly party topic. I don't understand it, but people really love their bacon.

I made soy beer candles, crème brulee candles, and campfire
candles so my bacon candles would not feel lonely in our Blitzkrieg Cancer
Treatment Fund booth at the Pet Promise Rescue Run. After the candles cooled, I
realized I needed a label. Then I realized I needed something to put on the label. Think. Think.
Thinkidy think.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Husband and I stumbled into May’s One Small Green Change by
accident. I am busy crafting for and
building Blitzkrieg’s Pet Promise Rescue Run booth. Add to that Husband’s
weekly choir rehearsal, Blitzkrieg’s chemo day, and now my weekly marching band
rehearsal it’s been difficult to squeeze time in for grocery shopping except for a
quick milk run. Husband goes through almost a gallon a week.

I relive my high school color guard glory days by twirling flag in two parades each summer. Some things never change. I'm stilled placed by the tubas and am the shortest person in the band.

Fortunately, we did a big grocery shopping trip before Crazy
Time, which should keep us in fish, meat, and fresh produce for awhile. We really need to work on eating the fresh frozen veggies, 17 cups ofhomemade chicken stock that keep falling out of the freezer and onto my head, and the backup bags of frozen vegetables to make room
for this summer’s garden produce. When Husband and I bought seeds last January
we bought with our stomachs instead of our heads because this year’s garden
will be items I cannot can. I have to freeze whatever we can’t devour in our
tiny freezer. Whoops!

I don’t want to spend a lot on the booth itself because we’d
have to make that much more money to turn a profit and help Blitzkrieg.
Christina from A Mommy Story stepped in and offered us the use of their awning
for the event. She crossed a major expense off our list. Thank you Christina!

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Some people go to the mall to shop. I go to the mall to recycle. The Easton Town Center service desk takes household batteries, Aveda takes hard plastic bottle caps, and Origins takes plastic tubes for recycling.

When I’m in a creative rut, I grab my recycling and go
shopping. Not for doodads to perk up my mood – but for ideas. Besides, buying
something to perk myself up because I am in a funk never works anyway. I usually
regret making the purchase later.

Shopping with my eyes (and camera) is better for me during
these times than shopping with my wallet. It's greener too.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Blitzkrieg developed a bladder infection as a side effect of chemotherapy. Poor little dog is piddling almost every hour in the house on his way to the front door.

This is my old toy box Lisa made me.

This is unusual for Blitzkrieg. He has an accident in the house one or two times a year tops. We checked with the oncologist. This new behavior is a medical thing not a behavioral thing. Trust me, Blitzkrieg's potty bark is so sharp and forceful it could shatter glass. Consider it the canine equivalent of a toddler screaming in the middle of a public place,"I HAVE TO GO POOOTTY!"

The problem is the infection is overwhelming his little bladder that he often barks to be let out and the flood gates open on his way to the front door.

Between the Spot Lifter and the later gift of a Bissell Ready Clean carpet cleaner I was able to keep up with the rare dog accident.

Until now.

I almost fell over from the smell coming from the dry living room carpet when I bend down to clip Blitzkrieg’s leash to his collar for a walk.

O.M.G! Ew. Ew. Ew! I'm big baby about smells. I better never have a human baby because I'd make them potty in the yard like Blitzkrieg so I don't have to deal with stinky diapers. Whiiiich I just tipped Children Services off about me early and put myself on some sort of Watch List. Oopsie.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

It is in line with tradition. The first anniversary is
Paper. The fifteenth anniversary is Dog Chemo.

Now you know.

On a recent walk with Blitzkrieg (made possible by you and dog chemo), I discovered the little darlings from the neighborhood next door kicked
in several slats from wood fence that divides the two neighborhoods – two feet
from the fence gate. AGAIN. Apparently, the cherubs think the word condo means
rich. *sigh*

I love ChicoBags for traveling! It folds up in your suitcase so you can fill it will souvenirs. They are so lightweight and durable I often use mine as my main suitcase. Click the photo below for more info!

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